November 12, 2008

AUIEG** Diary - Day 8

Dear Diary -

OMG! Uh, oh. Um, I mean, OMO!

Apparently The One has been reading you, Diary, and is not happy about the questions I've been raising vis a viz when and how He is going to deliver Dreamy B to Orgle Manor, because thanks to several alert friends I've just heard of Operation Omama Llama Trauma!

Honest, dear Diary! I never meant any disrespect to The One! I was only asking questions about my new Unicorn! Is that now a crime? I didn't know!

Oooh! Looks like I asked another question! Is that going to get me in more trouble?

Yikes! I did it again, didn't I?

Auuuuuuught!! I can't win, can I?

OH, SH------!!!!!!

Dear Diary (and Dear Leader, if you;re reading), please pretend you never saw this entry. (I guess this is entirely the wrong time to ask what the heck I'm going to do with all that Unicorn poop once Dreamy B gets here, isn't it?)

OH - -----



(**A Unicorn In Every Garage)

Posted by Robert at November 12, 2008 06:00 AM | TrackBack

I wonder if perhaps the unicorns are busy up in Minnesota, helping to add votes for, er I mean get Al Franken elected.

Posted by: rbj at November 12, 2008 07:52 AM

Ahem, Robbo? If it's a unicorn from Barry O! chances are it will not poop (as all he touches seemingly turns to gold) or at worst your unicorn will excrete rainbows.

Posted by: GroovyVic at November 12, 2008 08:12 AM

You will be the first arrested by His new Civilian Security Force.

Posted by: Marvin at November 12, 2008 12:06 PM

This is getting serious...

Posted by: Babs at November 12, 2008 01:36 PM